A/N: So sorry, I accidently uploaded chapter 4 last time. Here's the REAL chapter 3! SORRY if I confused anyone!!!! All fixed now.
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Time Stands Still chp. 3
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The next night, Logan and Jean were getting ready for their date and waiting for Rogue to arrive so they could go out. Saila was playing outside on the porch to keep a look out for her.
"Logan," Jean said, tilting her head to the side as she looked at her husband. "your tie's crooked."
He sighed and began tugging at the black tie with a frown. "Why do I gotta wear this damn suit anyways?" he grumbled.
Jean sighed, a heartened smile on her face. She stepped up to Logan and adjusted his tie. "Because, it's a fancy restaurant and it has a dress code."
"I don't see *you* wearin' a tie." Logan grumbled with a sly smile.
Jean laughed, lightly hitting his shoulder. "I'm so glad you cleaned up your facial hair." she smiled, tracing a hand over his jawline across his thick sideburns. They were much better looking than before when they were all shabby and unkept.
Logan rolled his eyes and watched her put on her make up, the finishing touches. She wore a deep red dress that complimented the shade of her hair, with a low cut neck and criss-crossing strings across her back. "You look beautiful darlin'."
Jean turned, smiling. "You look quite handsome yourself babe." she smirked and began to saunter out of the bedroom, Logan close on her heels and enjoying the view.
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Saila sat on the porch, tossing a baseball up and down using her telekinesis, and catching it in her glove. She found it amusing for a little while, and was interested in practicing with her powers to see just what she could do. Saila got bored eventually and climbed up on the fence that ran along the entire porch. She walked across the beam easily, going back and forth, quickening her pace.
"Don't fall now sugah."
Saila turned and smiled at the woman coming up the driveway. She jumped off the porch fence, landing in the dirt and rolling, then getting to her feet. "Hiya Rogue!" she smiled.
Rogue smirked, waving a finger at the energetic eight year old. "Now don't let'cher mama an' daddy catch you doin' that."
Saila grinned innocently, then grabbed Rogue's gloved hand and dragged her into the house.
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Logan was in the kitchen putting on his shoes when Saila came in with Rogue. "Jeannie, Rogue's here!" he called to his wife who was busy putting her jewelry on. He smiled and turned to Rogue. "Hey darlin'." he furrowed his brows for a moment and stared at the door. "I thought you were comin' in the jet? I didn't hear it."
Rogue smiled. "Oh, Scott dropped me off in an empty field down the road. He said yah wouldn't be too happy if reporters showed up here lookin' fer a UFO or somethin'." she smirked.
Logan half-smiled and rolled his eyes. "Hope yer plannin' on spendin' the night. Might be awhile 'fore ya can head back ta New York."
Rogue nodded, taking the backpack off her shoulders. "Yep. Bobby's gonna pick me up tomorrow afternoon. In the car." she added the last part, knowing Logan would say something otherwise.
Saila ran up to her Dad and jumped on his lap. "Are you an' Mommy gonna be gone long?"
Logan ran a hand through her hair and shifted her on his lap so she was sitting on one knee. "Not too long pun'kin. We'll be back 'fore tomorrow." he smirked.
Saila sighed and hopped off his lap as soon as her mom came in. "Mommy you look pretty." she smiled.
"Why thank you sweety." Jean bent down and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "Now you be good for Rogue while me and Daddy are gone okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
Logan got off his chair and snaked an arm around Jean's waist. "Ahright let's get outta here darlin'."
Jean smiled, picking her purse up off the counter, then looking to Rogue. "Saila hasn't eaten dinner yet, but I left you money to order a pizza if the two of you get hungry. Oh, and if there are any problems, my cell phone number's on the refrigerator."
Rogue nodded with a smile. "I'm sure there'll be no problems."
Saila grinned, standing beside Rogue.
Logan looked at his daughter. "An' *you* better be in bed by nine."
Saila stared up at her dad, squinting one eye and pointing a finger at him. "Ten." she said firmly.
"Nine fifteen."
"Nine thirty." Saila wouldn't give up, she just knew her dad would give sooner or later. If not she'd just give him those puppy-dog eyes, something he almost always couldn't refuse.
"Deal." Logan said finally, reaching out his hand.
"Deal." Saila smiled and shook his outstretched hand.
Jean began dragging Logan out the door. "Come on honey, we have reservations for seven, and it's a long drive."
"Ahright, I'm comin'."
"Keys!" Saila shouted as they shut the door.
Logan opened it, poking his head back in with a sheepish smile. "Oops."
Saila scrunched up her face in concentration and used her telekinesis to get the keys off the hook on the wall and float them towards her dad.
Logan grabbed the keys in mid-air. "Thanks pun'kin." He winked at Saila, then was out the door again.
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Saila climbed up the back of the couch, falling over to the other side on the cushions. She smiled up at Rogue, then flopped on the couch so that she was looking upside down.
Rogue laughed. "You wanna order that pizza now shugah?"
Saila smiled and flipped her feet over her head, landing on the floor so that she was upright again. "Sure!"
Rogue got off the couch and went into the kitchen, looking at the number for 'Charlie's Pizza Place' that was on the fridge. "Hey Saila, what do y'want on your pizza?"
"Cheese only!" she called back from the living room.
Rogue nodded and began dialing the number.
Saila tilted her head to the side, looking at the t.v. for a moment. She curiously peered into the kitchen, seeing that Rogue had her back to the entrance as she talked on the phone. Saila grinned devilishly and ran for the door, sneaking out as quietly as she could.
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Outside was dark and almost spooky, but that's just the way the mischievous girl liked it. She crept down the porch steps and peered around in the dark, thinking of something to do that would be a good thrill, or just to quench her child-like thirst for adventure and ease the boredom. Saila thought it would be great fun to see if she could scare the pizza delivery man when he came, so she sneakily made her way down the driveway, keeping close to the trees along the side.
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"Yep, a large pizza, just cheese." Rogue repeated for the person on the phone. She nodded, then hung up. "Ahlright, it'll be here in about a half hour Sai-" she turned around, facing the living room, but there was no Saila in sight. Rogue's eyebrows furrowed and she stepped out of the kitchen, looking around for the mischievous eight-year-old. "Saila? Where'd yah run off to shugah?" she called, peering into the room. Rogue noticed that the front door was open just a crack. She sighed, shaking her head as she grabbed the door handle. "Aw, don't do this to me kid." She stepped out onto the dark porch, flicking on the floodlights before doing so, as she started looking for Saila.
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Time Stands Still chp. 3
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The next night, Logan and Jean were getting ready for their date and waiting for Rogue to arrive so they could go out. Saila was playing outside on the porch to keep a look out for her.
"Logan," Jean said, tilting her head to the side as she looked at her husband. "your tie's crooked."
He sighed and began tugging at the black tie with a frown. "Why do I gotta wear this damn suit anyways?" he grumbled.
Jean sighed, a heartened smile on her face. She stepped up to Logan and adjusted his tie. "Because, it's a fancy restaurant and it has a dress code."
"I don't see *you* wearin' a tie." Logan grumbled with a sly smile.
Jean laughed, lightly hitting his shoulder. "I'm so glad you cleaned up your facial hair." she smiled, tracing a hand over his jawline across his thick sideburns. They were much better looking than before when they were all shabby and unkept.
Logan rolled his eyes and watched her put on her make up, the finishing touches. She wore a deep red dress that complimented the shade of her hair, with a low cut neck and criss-crossing strings across her back. "You look beautiful darlin'."
Jean turned, smiling. "You look quite handsome yourself babe." she smirked and began to saunter out of the bedroom, Logan close on her heels and enjoying the view.
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Saila sat on the porch, tossing a baseball up and down using her telekinesis, and catching it in her glove. She found it amusing for a little while, and was interested in practicing with her powers to see just what she could do. Saila got bored eventually and climbed up on the fence that ran along the entire porch. She walked across the beam easily, going back and forth, quickening her pace.
"Don't fall now sugah."
Saila turned and smiled at the woman coming up the driveway. She jumped off the porch fence, landing in the dirt and rolling, then getting to her feet. "Hiya Rogue!" she smiled.
Rogue smirked, waving a finger at the energetic eight year old. "Now don't let'cher mama an' daddy catch you doin' that."
Saila grinned innocently, then grabbed Rogue's gloved hand and dragged her into the house.
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Logan was in the kitchen putting on his shoes when Saila came in with Rogue. "Jeannie, Rogue's here!" he called to his wife who was busy putting her jewelry on. He smiled and turned to Rogue. "Hey darlin'." he furrowed his brows for a moment and stared at the door. "I thought you were comin' in the jet? I didn't hear it."
Rogue smiled. "Oh, Scott dropped me off in an empty field down the road. He said yah wouldn't be too happy if reporters showed up here lookin' fer a UFO or somethin'." she smirked.
Logan half-smiled and rolled his eyes. "Hope yer plannin' on spendin' the night. Might be awhile 'fore ya can head back ta New York."
Rogue nodded, taking the backpack off her shoulders. "Yep. Bobby's gonna pick me up tomorrow afternoon. In the car." she added the last part, knowing Logan would say something otherwise.
Saila ran up to her Dad and jumped on his lap. "Are you an' Mommy gonna be gone long?"
Logan ran a hand through her hair and shifted her on his lap so she was sitting on one knee. "Not too long pun'kin. We'll be back 'fore tomorrow." he smirked.
Saila sighed and hopped off his lap as soon as her mom came in. "Mommy you look pretty." she smiled.
"Why thank you sweety." Jean bent down and kissed her daughter on the cheek. "Now you be good for Rogue while me and Daddy are gone okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
Logan got off his chair and snaked an arm around Jean's waist. "Ahright let's get outta here darlin'."
Jean smiled, picking her purse up off the counter, then looking to Rogue. "Saila hasn't eaten dinner yet, but I left you money to order a pizza if the two of you get hungry. Oh, and if there are any problems, my cell phone number's on the refrigerator."
Rogue nodded with a smile. "I'm sure there'll be no problems."
Saila grinned, standing beside Rogue.
Logan looked at his daughter. "An' *you* better be in bed by nine."
Saila stared up at her dad, squinting one eye and pointing a finger at him. "Ten." she said firmly.
"Nine fifteen."
"Nine thirty." Saila wouldn't give up, she just knew her dad would give sooner or later. If not she'd just give him those puppy-dog eyes, something he almost always couldn't refuse.
"Deal." Logan said finally, reaching out his hand.
"Deal." Saila smiled and shook his outstretched hand.
Jean began dragging Logan out the door. "Come on honey, we have reservations for seven, and it's a long drive."
"Ahright, I'm comin'."
"Keys!" Saila shouted as they shut the door.
Logan opened it, poking his head back in with a sheepish smile. "Oops."
Saila scrunched up her face in concentration and used her telekinesis to get the keys off the hook on the wall and float them towards her dad.
Logan grabbed the keys in mid-air. "Thanks pun'kin." He winked at Saila, then was out the door again.
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Saila climbed up the back of the couch, falling over to the other side on the cushions. She smiled up at Rogue, then flopped on the couch so that she was looking upside down.
Rogue laughed. "You wanna order that pizza now shugah?"
Saila smiled and flipped her feet over her head, landing on the floor so that she was upright again. "Sure!"
Rogue got off the couch and went into the kitchen, looking at the number for 'Charlie's Pizza Place' that was on the fridge. "Hey Saila, what do y'want on your pizza?"
"Cheese only!" she called back from the living room.
Rogue nodded and began dialing the number.
Saila tilted her head to the side, looking at the t.v. for a moment. She curiously peered into the kitchen, seeing that Rogue had her back to the entrance as she talked on the phone. Saila grinned devilishly and ran for the door, sneaking out as quietly as she could.
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Outside was dark and almost spooky, but that's just the way the mischievous girl liked it. She crept down the porch steps and peered around in the dark, thinking of something to do that would be a good thrill, or just to quench her child-like thirst for adventure and ease the boredom. Saila thought it would be great fun to see if she could scare the pizza delivery man when he came, so she sneakily made her way down the driveway, keeping close to the trees along the side.
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"Yep, a large pizza, just cheese." Rogue repeated for the person on the phone. She nodded, then hung up. "Ahlright, it'll be here in about a half hour Sai-" she turned around, facing the living room, but there was no Saila in sight. Rogue's eyebrows furrowed and she stepped out of the kitchen, looking around for the mischievous eight-year-old. "Saila? Where'd yah run off to shugah?" she called, peering into the room. Rogue noticed that the front door was open just a crack. She sighed, shaking her head as she grabbed the door handle. "Aw, don't do this to me kid." She stepped out onto the dark porch, flicking on the floodlights before doing so, as she started looking for Saila.
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